i really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really wanna watch ROBBIE live in concert 1st Dec

but...melbourne?

sometimes

maybe just sometimes,

i wish i were back in singapore.

with all my mates

with the softballers
with the 2/8ers
with my church friends

reading blog posts can be so depressing at times
it makes you feel like you're missing out on a loved friend's life
if only you were there to share in with the joys and laughter, the sorrow and the pain.
you've shared so much of your life with them and now it feels like more than just an ocean seperates.

i miss them so much,

sometimes,

maybe just sometimes.

kristy! i want a ride on your vespa!!!

i never really answered that anon post on my tag board..
sorry
well heres my answer

if you're thinking of getting a tattoo...

1stly
DON'T
"Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body." (1 Cor 6:19-20)
Why defile the temple of God with a self-inflicted scar?

2ndly
if you really wanna get one
get something that will mean something to you for the rest of your life
not a partners name, that might change anytime.
your mother's name on the other hand, never will..

3rdly
it hurts
kinda
not worth it...
if u really want pain, get a horse to step on your foot..without steel-capped boots

4thly
while there's nothing specifically wrong with it. it IS a decision that you make that will last a lifetime. can you live with the weight of such a responsibility?

5th
hep B and so many other blood borne diseases can be carried on not properly sterilised equipment.
would you risk your life for ink?

if you've ever felt like you needed more time in a time...

..move to a higher altitude

stuff learnt from jeremy and dave during ocf about quantum physics and time

According to James, a post of song lyrics is a cheat post.
I don't care

Heres a song that was played in church last sunday. Its so simple yet so profound.
You look around you and all you see are worn out faces, worn out places.
How true that is.
Everyone's searching, what for they themselves do not comprehend.
What has the world been reduced to? Ceaseless rushing to find fufillment?
But the ultimate fulfilment has already been sent down to save us,
why haven't they realised it yet?

And I find it kind of funny

I find it kind of sad

The dreams in which I’m dying

Are the best I’ve ever had

I find it hard to tell you

'Cause I find it hard to take

When people run in circles

It’s a very very

Mad world

-"Mad world" Tears for Fears

i got a great idea whilst studying just now when marzo was in the house

i put his leash on him and held on to it whilst sitting on my wheelie office chair. then i got him to chase his favourite tennis ball.

wheeeeeeeeeeee!

round and round
then he yanked me off the chair
carpet burns to prove it

he'll never be a sled dog, even tho he's as strong as an ox

still....it was heaps fun!

a little story about a little enzyme

Here’s a little story about a little enzyme

You might require a little background in biochemistry to fully catch the gist of what I’m about to say.

G6PD deficiency. A common enzyme deficiency that is a genetic sex-linked recessive disorder. Meaning that more males are affected than females, and that the disorder only presents in a female when she has both recessive genes from her parents, and presents always in a male if he has even only one of the recessive genes.

People with G6PD have a shortage of the enzyme Glucose 6-Phosphate Dehydrogenase. An enzyme that is the major rate-limiting regulator of the Pentose Phosphate Cycle. Its starting substrate is glucose 6-phosphate from hexokinase, and through the oxidative pathway, carbons are returned to glycolysis at fructose 6-phosphate and glyceraldehydes 3-phosphate. The oxidative phase of the pathway generates reducing power in the form of NADPH, which is essential for detoxification within the body and is used in reductive synthesis, such as the synthesis of fatty acids, cholesterol and in fatty acid elongation.
Foods such as broad beans contain many oxidants, G6PD sufferers often cannot consume such foods because in states of oxidative stress, stress is placed on the pentose phosphate pathway through the usage of glutathione and the enzyme glucose 6-phosphate dehyrdogenase cannot keep up. This may even lead to renal failure.

The interesting thing about G6PD is that it has a positive link with malaria the same way sickle cell anemia has. So people with G6PD deficiency are less likely to suffer from malaria than those without. This is probably why this recessive disease has not died out over the centuries since sufferers have a distinct evolutionary advantage in malaria prone countries.

Its amazing to see biochemistry and genetics play out in real life!
What ive studied in genetics in Vet102 and biochem in Vet241 isnt just on paper!

However, don’t take my word on all the facts presented above, some are from my notes, some from my understanding and some are from other external sources.

of syringes and nouns

why do you use a hypodermic syringe for a sub-cutaneous injection,

but not a sub-cutaneous syringe for a hypodermic injection?

i know im not the most patient person, and i definatly hate waking up on cold mornings

so when my mum starts nagging and ranting in the early morn, i wanna explode
years ago, i would have..
now..i try my darnest to hold it in, but sometimes, im so angry that i feel like yelling!
1st she gives me attitude and then she expects me to be peachy with her!?
it never ends

are all mothers then same?

i have to pray for more patience, or...to go deaf

ive been neglecting my man abit too much these days and hes letting me know it..
so on my busiest day of the week, he broke thru to the back garden and destroyed my mums plants, and he dug a humongous hole in the ground, so deep it went under the paving.
he is a very very silly dog

but thursday was still a very interesting day for me!
started off at 630 when i woke up
by 730 i was at uni (way too early) and by 8 i was feeding and watering sheep, afterwhich we got to check them for an eye infection and medicate the affected ones. all of which i did outta the goodness of my heart, or rather, cos it was fun! GoMedical is having some sheep experimentations for Naltraxone and ben suggested i help out, so i am!
went to class at 930 smelling strongly of sheep poo
school was long and boring, and i was so tired, i even fell asleep during one of the most entertaining lecturers lectures
lab was fun cos w gotta go down to the barn again and play with cows, goats sheep and a horse
so now i smelt of other barnyard animal poo
(have to admit, i kinda like the smell of sheep food pellets, such a wholsome grainy odour)
when i came back, lynette told me abt marzos escapade and how he somehow managed to get hold of a baby bird, a fledgling. A new holland honeyeater as i later discovered. Anyway, lynette rescued it from the evil clutches of marzo the bird chomping monster (personally, i think he was just trying to make friends) and we put it in a shoebox and fed it later at nite with honey thru a syringe. it was the cutest thing. but it had a retarded left leg, prob from marzo.
this morn after uni i brought the now happily chirping little birdie to Native Arc down at Bibra Lake which is a wildlife rehabilation centre where ive volunteered at b4. Thought it might be best for the bird, but i left feeling so unsatisfied! A man took the bird, asked me to fill in some forms abt where i found it, and then tat was it! i didnt even get any info abt how badly injured it was!
hopefully, the bird lives and its leg heals.
if only i was already educated in the finer points of bird healing, but im not a vet yet, if not i would have kept the little thing, was already on the verge of naming it.

long post of no particular interest
so there

Ma Coley plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll

The city by the bay, the city that rocks, the city that never sleeps

how different would life be if i was brought up there instead?